317 Our time apart has come to an end.

Abigail stared at the closed door, her wide eyes reflecting her fear and her mind racing with countless possibilities of what awaited her on the other side. She slowly leaned over and peered outside through the peephole.

It was Christopher.

A wave of relief washed over her, temporarily washing away the anxiety that had held her just minutes before. She had entirely forgotten about the note he had left for her, claiming that he would return at night.

She swiftly unlocked the door and swung it open. Abigail's heart swelled with a mixture of emotions as she eagerly pulled him inside, shutting the door behind them.

In an instant, her arms instinctively wrapped around him, seeking refuge and comfort in his embrace. She buried her face in his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat against her cheek. A profound sense of safety washed over her, as if Christopher's presence alone could shield her from the world's dangers.